When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 339

I wasn’t paying attention to her. “Hey, could you help me take a few pictures?”

“Huh? What do you suddenly need pictures for?”

“Help me get a nice shot of the three of them, thanks!”

I had a sneaking suspicion that Mr. Harrison’s friend was Jackson, and the baby was Macy’s kid.

Stacey gave me her word before hanging up the phone. I gave a call to Macy, but no one picked up.

After thinking for a while, I decided to call Nick instead. To my surprise, the call went through. “Ms. Stovall, my dear, how did you suddenly think of contacting me?”

“Mr. Harrison, are you in J City right now? One of my friends has gotten into a spot of trouble over there. Could you help me sort it out?”

There was a pause on the other side of the phone. Nick replied warily, “I’m in M Country right now. Is it very urgent? I’ll get my men in J City to go over instead.”

“Oh, it’s alright then. I’ll give my other friends a call. I’ll hang up now! Let’s catch up another time.” Why was Nick lying to me?

Stacey’s text message came very quickly. The picture she sent was taken in a building in J City’s city center. Nick was wearing a brown coat, with both his hands stuck in its pockets. He looked both dashing and very bored. The image was a little blurry, but that was Nick in the picture—there was no doubt about that.

Jackson was standing right next to him, wearing a dark-colored sweater and a casual pair of shorts. Both of them were pushing a pram about. The entire picture was so strange that it was bound to draw some attention from passers-by.

She was probably on her phone

Pay special

for the baby. They were going to return after the new year, but unbeknownst to me, they had arrived in J City ahead of

probably give in and contact me eventually. In fact, according to my calculations, she should’ve

some time, and Macy still hadn’t contacted me. In fact, I had seen neither hide nor hair of her. Every time

them. Don’t worry!” However, as I hung up the call,

a feeling that something bad was

…

extraordinarily efficient at his job. Just as Ashton left for work, I

to Joy Luck Boutique for your gown fitting! Do you

my bed as I did so. Still feeling rather sleepy, I replied blearily, “It’s alright, I’ll drive

rattled it off to me. Rather sternly, he said, “Don’t take your own sweet time. I’ll be

“Okay!”

did have quite

I might be hungry on the way there, Mrs. Eriksen stuffed a few chocolate buns into my hands, clucking her

back in J City. After Jackson sent it to the car repair shop, I

I arrived in K City, Ashton had gifted me a Cayenne. However, I couldn’t get used to driving it—the bottom of the car was too high, and

was flooded with all sorts of luxury cars, even an expensive car like the

a pastry shop in front of the

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